The Prince of Tennis: From Data-Driven Tennis to the Pinnacle of His Career

Chapter 81 Ishi VS Sakata

"Is that all you've got?"

A cold smile appeared on Sengoku Kiyosumi's lips as he spoke sarcastically to Richard Sakata across from him in English that was not perfect but clear enough.

He gave Richard Sakata face earlier because he didn't want to cause trouble, but that doesn't mean he was afraid of trouble.

A piece of trash who came back from overseas dares to act like a big shot in front of him. Does he really think he has no temper?

"Damn it! How dare they look down on me!"

Richard Sakata's face instantly turned a deep purplish-red. He strode to the service court, tossed the ball high into the air, and swung his racket rapidly.

"Bang!"

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"Bang!"

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"Bang!"

After a dozen or so rounds, Richard Sakata keenly spotted an opening when Sengoku Kiyosumi failed to return to defense in time.

A sly glint flashed in his eyes, and with a flick of his wrist, he sent the ball directly into the corner on the other side.

"15-0!"

"Such fast movement speed."

Sengoku Kiyosumi frowned deeply.

He discovered that no matter where he hit the ball on the court, Richard Sakata could quickly catch up.

Although Richard Sakata's returns weren't particularly powerful, and he couldn't generate any strong spin, he was able to perfectly exploit the gaps created by his back-and-forth running to score points.

"Bang!"

After serving the ball again, Richard Sakata looked at Sengoku Kiyosumi with a serious expression.

"Bang!"

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"Bang!"

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"Bang!"

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"30-0!"

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"30-15!"

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"40-15!"

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"40-30!"

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"Game, Kiyosumi Sengoku, 1-1!"

Despite successfully holding his serve, Richard Sakata showed no joy on his face; instead, his expression grew increasingly serious.

He could sense that although Sengoku Kiyosumi was not as fast as him, he was quickly adapting to his rhythm.

"Tiger Cannon!"

When it was his turn to serve again, Kiyosumi Sengoku did not hesitate at all and used his signature powerful serve once again.

"lie!"

Richard Sakata ran with all his might to the ball's landing point, gripping his racket with both hands, ready to return the shot.

However, the moment the racket touched the tennis ball, he felt an impact travel up the racket to his arm, and then the racket slipped out of his hand and crashed heavily to the ground.

"15-0!"

"Such strong force."

Looking at his still slightly trembling right hand, Richard Sakata's face turned extremely ugly.

He had clearly seen through Sengoku Kiyosumi's serve, but he couldn't return it, which felt absolutely terrible.

"Tiger Cannon!"

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"30-0!"

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"40-0!"

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"Game, Kiyosumi Sengoku, 2-1!"

"This is troublesome."

Richard Sakata's heart sank when he realized he couldn't break Sengoku Kiyosumi's serve.

The current situation is too unfavorable for him; Sengoku Kiyosumi can be completely invincible with his powerful serve.

He appeared far too passive in the face of Sengoku Kiyosumi, who always maintained the initiative.

"Bang!"

After serving again, Richard Sakata became even more focused.

He knew he absolutely could not afford to lose his serve again, or he would be doomed to lose the match.

"Bang!"

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"Bang!"

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"Bang!"

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"15-0!"

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"15-15!"

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"30-15!"

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"30-30!"

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"40-30!"

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"40-40!"

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"AD-40!"

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"Game, Kiyosumi Sengoku, 2-2!"

"We should have won this match."

Watching the game from the sidelines, Kagura Ichijin's lips curled into a confident smile.

Kiyosumi Sengoku has become familiar with Richard Sakata's playing style, and at this rate, it shouldn't be long before he breaks Richard Sakata's serve.

After silently reciting the system's name, Kagura Ichijin began to examine Richard Sakata's five dimensions.

Richard Sakata (First year of junior high school)

Speed: 3.5

Power: 2

Stamina: 2.5

Spirit: 2

Technology: 2.5

Total: 12.5

"Tiger Cannon!"

After serving again, Sengoku Kiyosumi carefully observed Richard Sakata's movements.

"15-0!"

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"30-0!"

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"40-0!"

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"Game, Kiyosumi Sengoku, 3-2!"

"Bang!"

When it was his turn to serve again, Richard Sakata served another high-speed ball.

"Bang!"

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"Bang!"

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"Bang!"

After several rounds of back-and-forth fighting, Sengoku Kiyosumi seized the opportunity and decisively delivered a powerful spin shot.

"0-15!"

"what?"

After his swing missed, Richard Sakata froze, then looked at Sengoku Kiyosumi with a serious expression.

He hadn't expected that Sengoku Kiyosumi could hit such a high-quality spin shot; the trajectory of the shot was extremely tricky and completely unexpected.

It seems that Sengoku Kiyosumi did not use his full strength earlier and had been holding back.

"Bang!"

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"Bang!"

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"Bang!"

After a few more rounds, Sengoku Kiyosumi used the same trick again, sending another powerful spinning ball hurtling towards him.

"Bang!"

Richard Sakata managed to return the ball, and then he saw that Sengoku Kiyosumi had already rushed to the net.

"Bang!"

Sengoku Kiyosumi leaped high, delivered a powerful spike, and then gracefully turned and walked to the receiving area, assuming a defensive stance.

"0-30!"

"How dare you show me such contempt!"

Richard Sakata was completely enraged; he was determined to teach Sengoku Kiyosumi a lesson.

After reaching the service court, he tossed the ball high into the air and swung his racket rapidly with a surge of anger.

"Bang!"

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"Bang!"

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"Bang!"

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"lie!"

Facing Kiyosumi Sengoku's smash once again, Richard Sakata rushed forward without hesitation and successfully returned the ball with his racket.

But with a powerful impact, the racket was once again smashed away.

"0-40!"

"You're destined to lose this match."

Seeing Richard Sakata standing there in a daze, Sengoku Kiyosumi smiled slightly, his tone full of certainty.

He has found Richard Sakata's fatal weakness: Richard Sakata is not good at receiving spin balls and is severely lacking in strength.

If he can limit Richard Sakata's prized speed and increase his offensive pressure, he can gradually widen the score gap.

"snort!"

Richard Sakata picked up his racket with a dark expression and walked back to the service court.

He's a tennis elite who returned from overseas, how could he possibly lose to a junior high school student from Japan?

"Bang!"

After serving again, he used his speed advantage to rush towards the net, trying to change his tactics.

"Bang!"

However, Sengoku Kiyosumi, who saw through Richard Sakata's thoughts, did not hesitate and directly hit the ball to Richard Sakata's feet.

"Game, Kiyosumi Sengoku, 4-2!"

After successfully breaking Richard Sakata's serve, Kiyosumi Sengoku's morale soared, and he went straight to the service court.

"Tiger Cannon!"

After serving again, Sengoku Kiyosumi stared intently at Richard Sakata.

"15-0!"

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"30-0!"

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"40-0!"

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"Game, Kiyosumi Sengoku, 5-2!"

"Damn it! How could I possibly lose to a guy like that?"

Richard Sakata stared coldly at Sengoku Kiyosumi, his eyes filled with resentment.

He then served again, attempting a final struggle.

"Bang!"

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"Bang!"

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"Bang!"

Facing Richard Sakata, who wanted to go to the net again, Sengoku Kiyosumi once again accurately hit the ball to Richard Sakata's feet, giving Richard Sakata no chance to counterattack.

"0-15!"

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"0-30!"

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"0-40!"

"It's happening again! How can this be?"

Richard Sakata looked completely bewildered. No matter how he tried to change his rhythm and move closer to the net, Sengoku Kiyosumi would accurately hit the ball to his feet.

"Your movements are too obvious; they can't fool my eyes at all."

Sengoku Kiyosumi pointed to his eyes and said with a confident expression.

Richard Sakata's seemingly subtle movements were as clear as a slow-motion replay under his dynamic vision.

"snort!"

After Richard Sakata walked to the service court and served again, he refused to believe what Sengoku Kiyosumi had said.

"Bang!"

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"Bang!"

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"Bang!"

After a few rounds, Kiyosumi Sengoku scored directly with a powerful spin shot.

"Game, Kiyosumi Sengoku, 6-2!"